Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

The bodies of the dozen or so wild orcs, like building blocks cut by an invisible giant hand, scattered into steaming pieces of flesh and blood on the ground.

The splattered dark red blood left hideous marks on Zhang Zhigang's dark red "Ming Guang" power armor.

He slowly took the single-molecule vibration battle blade from his shoulder, pointed the tip of the blade at the ground, and raised his head.

Using the eyepiece that flashed with red electronic light, he looked far away at the black tide of beasts in the distance.

At that moment, the entire "Bear Eagle Alliance" joint command center was so quiet that one could hear each other's heartbeats suddenly accelerating due to shock.

The room that was filled with loud laughter just now was now filled with dead silence.

The smiles filled with ridicule and contempt on everyone's faces froze there.

Marshal Malinov's whiskey glass, which he had just raised to his lips, slipped from his trembling hands and fell on the expensive carpet with a "bang", shattering into countless crystals.

The Cuban cigar that had been dangling from the corner of the mouth of the "Ghost" general beside him also fell silently, leaving a charred hole in the hem of his expensive suit.

The generals behind them all stood up from their seats at the same time.

The chairs rubbed against the ground due to their movements, making a series of harsh "squeaking" sounds, breaking the frozen silence.

"what is that?!"

The voice of a British brigadier general became dry and out of tune due to excessive shock.

"Am I seeing things right? Our 'work'...was given to him by himself..."

He spoke for a long time but couldn't finish the word.

"Impossible...This is absolutely impossible!"

Marshal Malinov muttered to himself absentmindedly.

His eyes, which were always filled with gloom, were now as wide as copper bells, staring at the red figure on the screen.

"Our Orcs are monsters that can tear apart main battle tanks with their bare hands! Their physical strength is such that even if they are hit head-on by a small-caliber artillery shell, they can remain unscathed!"

"How could he be killed so easily by... a Dragon Countryman wearing ridiculous cosplay armor?!"

This is simply outrageous!

"And that sword in his hand...what is it made of? Why is it so sharp?!"

Another Russian scientist, speaking in a tone of near collapse, pulled his hair.

"The cut surface is so smooth... It's not cleaved, it's more like some kind of ultra-high frequency vibration has broken down the structure at the molecular level..."

One after another, questions that could not be understood by their existing knowledge emerged from everyone's mind like mushrooms after rain.

As these questions grew, so did the chilling feeling of witnessing a supernatural scene.

At the same time, the raging fire that had just been ignited in the hearts of each of them because of the sight of victory was gradually extinguished.

Their hearts sank.

They knew that with the arrival of nearly a thousand red "demons".

This war, which they originally thought was a sure win, might be about to go wrong.

……

However, this was in stark contrast to the dead silence and panic in the command center.

On the Pennsylvania front, after a brief stagnation.

Suddenly, the most earth-shaking cheers in history broke out!

“We won… We won!!”

"The gods have descended to earth! That's our gods!!"

The surviving Pennsylvania soldiers poked their heads out from behind their trench bunkers one by one.

They hugged each other, crying and laughing.

In the most primitive and direct way, he expressed his great ecstasy after surviving the disaster.

Commander Holander was so excited that his whole body was trembling because of this extremely thrilling escape from a desperate situation.

He grabbed Song Zhenhua's arm, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

Only two lines of hot old tears flowed freely along his wrinkled cheeks.

……

Amidst this sea of ​​jubilation, the headquarters of the "Bear Eagle Alliance" finally recovered from their initial shock.

"Calm down! Calm down, everyone!"

General Ghost was the first to regain his composure. His hawk-like eyes quickly scanned the tactical screen.

Then, he spoke in a tone that tried to forcibly stabilize the morale of the troops.

"Why are you panicking? The strength of an individual doesn't mean victory for the group!"

His words calmed the chaotic buzz in the command center a little.

"That's right! Even if these 'tin cans' from Dragon Country are powerful, so what?"

Another radical general from the Eagle Sauce faction immediately echoed this.

He seemed to be convincing others, but more like convincing himself.

"There are too few of them! I counted them, less than a thousand!"

"And we still have nearly nine thousand wild orcs! The ten to one advantage is on us!"

"And you see,"

He pointed at the majestic figure of Zhang Zhigang on the screen.

"They're wearing incredibly heavy-looking armor. I don't know how it can withstand a fall from a high altitude, but it looks like its protective capabilities are far inferior to our tanks!"

"The reason that red guy was able to take down over a dozen orcs so easily was simply because he was more agile than those big guys!"

"As long as we command the wild orcs, we can rush forward and completely overwhelm them with our overwhelming numerical advantage!"

"I guarantee they'll be like those Kirin tanks before: we'll pile them up and crush them alive!"

"Those glowing 'fire sticks' they hold may look intimidating, but after all, they're just rifles!"

"Could it be that its power is even greater than a tank's main gun?!"

His analysis was full of loopholes, but it seemed to be the only "reasonable explanation" at the moment, like a life-saving straw.

It was tightly grasped by all the senior officials in the command center who were unwilling to accept the reality.

Marshal Malinov's face, which had been distorted by shock, regained a hint of color.

He took a deep breath, then grabbed the communicator beside him and issued a desperate attack order to the black beast tide!

"All troops—charge!!!"

Suddenly, there was a slight disturbance among the beasts because of Zhang Zhigang's performance which was like a god descending from heaven.

Under the spiritual command of the supreme commander, which was full of violence, the atmosphere once again boiled over!

"Roar--!!!"

Nearly nine thousand wild orcs roared to the sky at the same time!

The huge sound waves filled with the desire for killing and destruction that erupted from nearly ten thousand huge throats gathered together to form a terrifying shock wave that was enough to completely shatter a person's soul, sweeping across the entire battlefield!

Then, the black flood began to spread again!

This time, they no longer had any temptations and no hesitation.

They have only one goal - to completely crush the red reef in front of them that dares to challenge their majesty in the most brutal and brutal way!

The earth-shaking sense of oppression brought by nearly ten thousand giant beasts running at the same time made the Pennsylvania soldiers who had just been cheering change color again.

Subconsciously, they wanted to go back into the trenches.

However, at this moment.

Standing at the front of the line, the nearly one thousand "Mingguang" power armor warriors faced the black wave that was coming like a tsunami, but remained motionless.

They just slowly raised the huge "Zhulong" Gauss kinetic rifle in their hands.

Then, he pointed the thick muzzle of the gun forward.

next second.

"--shooting."

A calm command sounded simultaneously in their encrypted communication channel.

then.

The whole world was instantly dyed a dazzling blue!

Nearly a thousand deadly beams of light, comparable to Thor's Hammer, were lit up at the same time as if in an instant!

They are intertwined into a web of death with no blind spots.

Then, it fiercely covered the rushing black beast tide!

No screams.

No wailing.

There wasn't even a decent sound.

The "puff, puff" sound is only made by the god of death when he is harvesting wheat in the fields.

The thousands of wild orcs rushing in the front, their huge bodies that were as indestructible as tanks, were as fragile as paper in front of the blue rain of light.

A flash of blue light.

The head of a wild orc was instantly pierced through like cheese pierced by a red-hot iron rod, leaving behind a smooth, smoking hole.

Its huge body was still running forward due to inertia.

But its life had already ended completely the moment the light beam passed through its brain.

Another blue light hit a wild orc's chest from the side.

The skin and muscles that were as hard as alloy did not pose any obstacle.

The beam of light directly hit its chest, creating a hole the size of a bowl.

Through the hole, you can even clearly see another companion behind it, who was also shot in the head and is slowly falling down.

Through!

gasification!

break down!

A massacre full of dimensionality-reduction beauty has begun.

The wave of death that was originally so powerful that it seemed to engulf the entire world.

Facing the denser and deadlier blue rain of light, it was like hitting an invisible dam.

They fell down in pieces...